Little Skaia Things (Homestuck)

Author: Ashynarr

Summary: So I promised myself a while back I would write some things for Homestuck, see as it's my other favorite fandom. This is a storage place for all my drabbles for the series and characters.

Disclaimer: Homestuck's not mine.

Warning: Onesided VrisKana

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"Oh Kanayaaaaaaaa!" Vriska called out as she strode into her server player's hive. "Are you here?"

When no answering snarky reply came back down the halls, the cobalt-blood frowned. To be frank, since Kanaya had all but started ignoring her except to tell her to leave Tavros alone occasionally, she'd gotten bored of having no one to bother while her minion was off doing… whatever his quests were. Probably useless grub stuff again.

Whatever, it hardly mattered to her; she unfortunately had to wait for the next stupid quest on her land to unlock before she could continue on, and she'd been right by the gate to her former moirail's land, so she figured she'd take a look to see how that super special frog quest of hers was going.

But hey, if the jade-blood wasn't around, that meant Vriska could snoop for herself and see if there was anything interesting in her hive!

The cobalt troll grinned viciously.

Each door she threw open only revealed boring things; a dining room, a kitchen, a huge room that she guessed might have once held Kanaya's lusus, and a storage room. The last one didn't even have any cool treasures, just boring food and cloth and supplies.

Huffing, she turned and ascended the stairs, hoping something up here would be far more interesting. Luckily for Vriska, the top turned out to be the jade troll's bedroom, complete with

husktop and recuperacoon. It seemed Kanaya had gone all out on the decorating in here - with all the colorful streamers and pillows and numerous other decorations, it'd take forever to find anything unless one had insanely good luck.

Which, of course, Vriska had.

Spinning on her heel towards a random corner of the room, she walked past a pile of pillows to stop before a neat pile of fabric lying in a corner, ordered from bottom to top by color. Wow, was Kanaya ever a neat freak, even while playing Sgrub.

"Let's see what you have hidden in here…" Vriska rubbed her hands together, going for the cloth that matched her own blood color first. After a minute of digging around for nothing, she was about to leave it as a bad job before a sheet of paper slipped out from the fabric, settling right to her feet.

Victory! Clearly with her luck this was something incredibly embarrassing the bossy troll never wanted to be found. There was no other reason for it to have been stuffed back here where no one else would find it.

Opening it up with a flourish, she scanned the page while starting to read out loud, "Vriska-"

She paused, the first inkling of true curiosity nudging at her with that start.

"Vriska," She started again, grin slipping away as she continued. "At the time I write this letter, we have been moirails for one full sweep. Since we have entered the game, this relationship has been tested, but so far seems to be staying strong. At least, that is what I had believed at first.

"After a close examination of our relationship and recent interactions, I am afraid I have come to a concerning, if in hindsight blinding obvious conclusion. I have been failing you in my duties as a moirail, and for that, I apologize."

Vriska paused, frowning now. Was this some sort of bizarre apology?

"I have failed you, and more importantly, I have failed myself. When I saw you kiss Tavros, I felt a blinding rage even I was startled by, and distanced myself from you until I could collect myself again. During this time, I was forced to realize why I had been failing my duties to you -

I no longer felt pale for you."

Vriska paused again, suddenly struck by the urge to throw this letter away and run, retreating to her planet again and pretending she never knew that Kanaya had dumped her without even saying it to her face. The other part of her, driven onward by morbid curiosity, turned her vision eightfold back to the letter.

"I don't believe my feelings for you have been pale for quite some time, and the fact that it took me this long to realize it probably says quite a bit about myself. And though you will probably never hear me say this to you, I have been told by Karkat that a good way to deal with muddled feelings is to write it down - "Get it out of my thinkpan", so to speak. So, despite my reluctance, that is what I have done and will do in order to help me focus more on my duties in breeding Bilius Slick.

"I am not pale for you, Vriska, because I am deeply, crimson-red flushed for you."

Vriska almost crumpled the letter right there, but her gaze etched over that one line again and again, committing it to her mind as clearly as the stories in her ancestor's journal. Kanaya was… flushed? For her?

(That hadn't happened to Mindfang, though-)

She forced herself to finish, words fumbling over her tongue. "And I know that you, who has planned your life around following in your ancestor's footsteps, would never consider anyone but Tavros for that spot in your quadrants. That is why, despite what my heart might tell me, I can never tell you how I feel, or even hand you this letter.

"I know you are probably still angry with me for abandoning you when you need me most, and you have every right to be. I only wish I could explain myself fully, but I admit, at least in this letter, to being afraid of your rejection more than almost anything. I am truly sorry, Vriska, for not being a better moirail, or at least a better friend. I hope that, after we beat the game and claim the prize, we might one day be friends again.

"...Kanaya."

Vriska stood there for what felt an eternity, for once not sure of her own luck if it meant finding things like… like this.

The part of her who had grown up on tales of a dashing heroine that ruled the seas like none other wanted to reject this abrupt derailing from the well mapped path her ancestor had left her. The part of her who had laughed and joked around with Kanaya wanted to march over to her damned frog lab and demand answers and ease her whirling confusion and worries.

For once, her luck abandoned her, leaving her unsure of what to do. Did she go back to her planet and pretend this never happened, or did she go against her destiny and strike her own path into the unknown?

Did she do what Mindfang would do, or what Vriska would do?

(...was there even a difference now?)

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AN: Based on a prompt somewhere that wanted Vriska finding an unsent love letter from Kanaya and reacting to it. Hopefully I did them both justice, as this was pretty sad to write even if I'm not a huge shipper in this fandom.

I guess this could sorta be a thing that maybe happened in canon but we never saw? IDK it's just a think I'm glad to have gotten done.